in losing you, i feel weird, strange, cranky, and any freak words that i can write down on this field we called it caption. in losing you, i feel blue, sad, miserable and any sad words that i can write down for this time we called it overnight. in losing you, i feel angry, mad, annoyed and any emotional words i can write down as long as i realized that i’m wrong. in losing you, i feel like mercy, forgiveness, let-off and any apologies sentence can’t reverse the clockwise.
i found my self, too balky to appreciate what other deserve nicely. i found my self, too selfish to enjoy how warm those evening-conversation. i found my self, too unfair to understand who we are and who they are. and i found my self, not to cross swords this matter, had done.
in losing you, i found my self, in missing you, i should know the boundaries.